Bound By Love, Lost By Fate
Ep-4: The Past
Richard sighs deeply, leaning back as if the weight of the past presses on his chest
Richard Tedro
I met Noah seven years ago. We were both in our twenties back then—two dreamers trying to make space in an industry that barely had room for anyone new.
Richard Tedro
He was chasing his dream of becoming an actor. And I… I was just hoping some producer would believe in my script, believe in me.
Richard Tedro
Those days weren’t easy. Every day felt like a battle.
Richard Tedro
But somehow… things changed. He got a small role in a film, and I was hired as an assistant director for the same project.
Richard Tedro
It felt like the universe had finally opened a door for us.
Richard Tedro
We started shooting, spending long hours on sets, traveling, staying in the same hotel… and over time, we became close friends.
Richard Tedro
And then, one night… he opened up. He told me everything.
His childhood scars… his loneliness growing up… and then, her.
Richard Tedro
(pauses)
Angela.
Richard Tedro
She wasn’t just a girl he loved. She was his light. The one who pulled him out of that darkness he’d been living in for years.
Richard Tedro
He used to talk about her like she was magic. The way her smile made him feel alive. The way she understood his silences better than anyone else.
Richard Tedro
And Lisa… You know...
Richard Tedro
He was happy. Genuinely happy
Richard Tedro
But happiness... it doesn’t last, does it?
Richard Tedro
Just a week before we were supposed to leave for Iceland to shoot the final scenes, he walked into the hotel.
Richard Tedro
It was raining heavily.
Richard Tedro
I’ll never forget that moment...
Richard Tedro
(Richard’s voice breaks slightly as he recalls Noah's words)
Nicolas D'Angelo (Noah)
Everything’s over, Richard… It’s over. She doesn’t love me anymore. For her, it was never love. Just infatuation… just time-pass. She betrayed me.
Richard Tedro
(looks down, quietly)
Richard Tedro
He never spoke about her again after that night. Not once.
Lisa(Noah's assistant)
(Emotional but composed)
Lisa(Noah's assistant)
Sir, I want to know the whole truth. Not just a part of it. Please… tell me everything you know
Richard Tedro
If you really want to understand Noah, you need to go back—to his childhood.
Back when he was still called Nick.
Back when he didn’t have a father. Only a mother… and her choices.
In a dimly lit, run-down house, muffled sounds echoed from a closed room—moaning and groaning, laced with desperation and disregard.
In the small kitchen, a 15-year-old boy stirred a pot quietly on the stove.
Wearing an off-white t-shirt and black shorts, he had headphones clamped tightly over his ears—not for music, but for silence.
His face was pale, eyes distant, trying to drown the noise with anything else… even boiling water.
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